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sitting observing candle burn to the end I never understood how much hurt decimates nerves Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2020 If my…
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South of Equator shoe box room one bed one desk one chair spinning ceiling fan I’m covered in sweat scribbling poems Copyright©…
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two months supply of Jasmine rice scribbling poems next to gas stove dust continues to accumulate Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2020 If…
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light flickers pen running out of ink cockroach runs on the wall ceiling fan spins dust leisurely falls twenty past midnight room smells of curry powder…
Primitive & Preferred Writing Tools: Manual Typewriter, Pad & Pen
Typing on a laptop and desktop is by far the most productive tools for me as a writer. I also love using two other tools. Firstly,…
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my muse whispers “change the rules no more Roman numerals titles travel further miles” Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2019 If my…
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sitting at her desk wearing only sexy lingerie she is assertively typing away I whisper “ take a break and let’s play” Copyright© Edge…
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Summer gone Time to slow down fun Again Tap Tap Tap Typewriter keys Spinning Grinding Wheel Hermit Poet Laboring for meals Copyright© Edge of…
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Childhood cut short Frail in chair She Quietly Moves Rocking toy horse Back-and- forth Back-and- forth * Find More Poetry HERE The Photographers’ Kiosk Service…
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The WHAT-IFS Send Mind Adrift Up Down Back and forth Lock all the doors Frantically Crawling On the floor Dirty sheets Time to change the bed…
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Party over Nothing left Except Few Crumbs On Paper plates It is now late Everyone Moved to another place * Find More Poetry HERE BACK TO …
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I write to keep my mind occupied. If not, I would need to go outside. Jump On Escalator Pretending I’m rising Keeping pace With the tribe…
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seagull dies feathers fly tropical storm passed by sea turtle eggs hatch on beach new life crawls to the sea * Find More Poetry HERE …
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Tried to open an email account today 1st company said “Need a cellphone” I only have a landline 2nd company said “Push button home phone ok”…
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Jalousie windows allow cold air inside. Candles Burn Pay no attention Thoughts Drift by do not say hi Remnants From happy-go-lucky time …
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I Scribble Scribble Scribble In my tomb She summons me for sex and food. Working hard for my muse Copyright© Edge of…
Haiku #226
Glowing remnants Silence reminds those alive Grand societies die Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2017
Haiku #97
My typewriter keys Starting to look rusty They are still friends to me Back to HOME PAGE Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2015
Haiku #20
She writes poetry Like an angel from heaven I melt like butter Back to HOME PAGE Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2015